You know, as great as the opportunity is to reveal Jack's heart to Sue, he's right to wait until she knows that her father's going to be okay. At least until then, he could sit by her side and give her support.



Cindy's right. That is very cute banter. Of course, if I were Myles, I probably would have suggested Randy, just for the heck of it.

wow, everyone got letters. Ok not everyone but still. looks like jack and sue's relationship will have some bumps along the way... maybe jack should go "home" with sue...
I can't wait to see where this case goes... hope you update soon
I'll be waiting!!

I have to agree with Linny, this is probably not the right time for Jack to proclaim his love to Sue!! But, I also agree that he ought to go "home" with her, and after they find out how her father is doing, tell her then!!!

Can't wait to see what Mary Green has to say!!!

Joy

I'm very curious about these letters too...and grateful that Jack is sticking close to Sue, whether he opens up and tells her right now or not.

kav

Ohhh, that was exciting! I have to say, as much as I know Sue's hurting right now, and think she needs a little slap around the head to knock her senses back into place.... they seem be AWOL.

poor Jack.

ella

I'm going to have to Kav

Em

Hi everyone, sorry for the long wait. I twisted my ankle last night so I'm hobbling around today but even so, I thought I should give you all a post

Thanks for reading and your wonderful comments!



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The door opened an inch or so.

"Yes?" The woman asked. She looked to be in her 60's.

Bobby flashed a smile then motioned to himself. "Yeah, Hi. I'm Bobby Manning, this is Dimitrius Gans and Myles Leland." He said, pointing to the other men as he finished.

The door opened wider and a smile filled the woman's face.

"Well.. are you boys selling something? Cause I just bought 20 boxes of chocolates for the school down the road." She said, pushing her hand out the door to point in the direction of a near by Elementary school. She sighed loudly. "I don't even eat chocolate but I had to buy them - they were from my grandson."

Bobby glanced to Myles and grinned. "No, Ma'am, actually we're with the F.B.I." He said, showing his badge.

The woman's eyes windend.

"Really? The F.B.I.?"

Myles nodded impatiently.

"Yes, Ma'am. Now, we have a few questoins for you. Might we borrow a few moments from your hectic life?" He asked, motioning to the knitting needles in her hand.

"Say all you want, Mr. Smarty Pants, but I've made over 100 shirts in my time."

"Quite an accomplishment." Myles replied before stepping into the house as the woman backed away, allowing enterance.

--

"Are you Mary Green?" D asked as they each took a seat on the two sofa's that sat in the Living room.

The woman nodded slowly. "Yes, I am. How do you know?" She stopped the answer with a sharp intake of breath. "I'm not on the F.B.I.'s watchlist am I?"

Bobby shook his head, hiding a smile. "No, Ma'am, you are not."

Mary sighed loudly, placing a hand over her chest. "Well that's good. Nothing like getting the old ticker working. First I get a call from my granddaughter saying she made it into the Cinderella play at her school.. Oh she really deserved it."

Bobby nodded as if enjoying every word she spoke, a smile quickly breaking onto her face.

"Boy, she practiced over and over again for her role and.. well and then I get three men from the F.B.I." She finished waving her hand in the air. Her head cocked to the side, her eyes slanted in concentration. "Now how did we get onto that."

Myles cleared his throat and said, "We would like to know if you knew a man by the name of John Green?"

Mary nodded, clearly thinking of a vivid memory. "Oh yes.. John was my husband you know. We married when I was 19. Oh how I loved him. But he went off to war."

"I guess the feeling wasn't mutual."

Mary's eyes fell on Myles. "Now you watch it Mister. I raised 4 boys and I learned how to rear them right."

Bobby chuckled loudly, then said, "We received a package of letters that were addressed to you."

"Letters?"

"Yes. They were from John."

Mary's lips protruted, her eyes looking at the walls as if words were suddenly written on them. "Well if they were the letters he wrote to me during his time at the war, I don't have them."

"Obviously." Myles whispered.

"What I mean is - My son Robert has, or should I say had them."

"Why?" Dimitrius asked as he pulled a notebook from his pocket.

"Well, he wanted to do a report for his newspaper article. He writes for the Washington Times. Oh I am just so proud of him. You know, he graduated when he was.."

"Ma'am.. while these family stories are truly heartwarming, we need to know why your son took them - exactly."

"Well I was just about to get to that." Mary sighed again, her eyes resting on Bobby. "He wanted to do an article on the war, and since I wanted to help him, I gave him my letters."

Bobby turned to Myles. "I think we should check him out right after we're done here."

Myles agreed, quickly standing. "Mrs. Green, it was wonderful to meet you but we really need to go.."

"Oh no you don't." Mary said, standing almost immediately after Myles. "Not until I give you boys some chocolate bars."

She quickly dissapeared into the kitchen. Bobby turned to Myles with a grin. "Well, now, we can't leave before getting our chocolate can we?" He asked, slapping the Bostinian on the back.

Myles gave a disgruntled sigh before following the two agent's into the kitchen.

Now they're getting somewhere -- but hey, wait a minute...since you've sprained your ankle, you won't be up to much but sitting in front of your computer anyhow, right? Unless you type with your toes... then that would be a problem.

kav

Oh good - A lead!!!

Em

Yay, a lead... and a nice old lady. Those are always the best for the boys to interview because even they aren't innume to their charms.

My thoughts exactly! And this is scary!

So, Bobby is Mrs. Green's favourite agent... I can't blame her!

Ornella

Hey bobby, myles and D can come to my door any time they want. wait wait... jack would make it even better. I don't think i'd ever want them to leave!!
Update soon!

What a fun post Tracy! I loved it!

How young does she think they are?

This reminded me of "Cold Case" when Bobby was dancing with the older lady that "won" him in the auction and Darcy commented that he had her feeling like she was the most important person there.....what's not to love about a guy like that?

So Myles!

I can picture it so well!

I hope your ankle is feeling better Tracy!

Thank you all for your well wishes on my ankle - and don't worry, Kav, I won't have to type with my toes It's feeling almost perfect already.

On with the show



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Bobby, Myles, and D walked through the front doors of the Washington Times, glancing around at the hundreds or article clippings that lined the wall, along with the chairs that sat against the same walls.

"May I help you?" A lady at the secretary desk asked, looking up to meet the eyes of the Australian.

"Yeah, good afternoon." Bobby said, pulling out his badge. "I'm Bobby Manning. We're with the F.B.I.." He said, watching as his fellow agent's flashed their badges.

"Oh." The secretary breathed as a look of surprise crossed her face. "Am I under arrest or something?"

Myles shook his head, stepping forward. "No. We're here to see Robert Green."

"Is Rob in some kind of trouble?"

"No, we just need to talk to him." Bobby replied, adding a dimpled smile.

The red haired woman nodded, her body movements become flirtatious as she stood. "Okay. Well, his office is just down the hall and to your right. His name is on the door."

"Alright, thank you."

"You've been very helpful." D added as they began to walk.

"You have got to stop with those smiles." Myles mumbled to Bobby who gave another deeply dimpled grin.

"Oh, c'mon, Mate."

They followed the hallway and turned right, stopping at a door which held Robert Green's name. Bobby knocked quickly, glancing to D who stood by his side.

"Come on in." A male voice called from inside.

Bobby pushed the door open, revealing a small office, filled with a desk, a few planted trees and 4 pictures on the wall. A window sat behind the desk.

"Can I help you?" The man asked, watching curiously as the three agent's piled in.

"Yeah, how ya doing. I'm Bobby Manning. F.B.I.."

In less than a split second, the man jumped up and pushed his desk forward. Everything on it, including a computer crashed to the ground.

Bobby, Myles, and D lunged down, watching in shock as the man turned to the window, throwing his fist into it.

"Hey!" The agent's yelled, standing and running to him.

But before they could move, the man had thrown himself out the window.

The three men stood in shock. "Well that went well." Myles said as he walked to the window.

Bobby and D shared a quick glance before Bobby grabbed his cellphone.


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More to come!

I have to respectfully disagree with Myles. Bobby's dimpled grins come in very handy....besides, I really think they are unstoppable.

Wow, that's some reaction....he doesn't seem guilty of anything, now does he?

What floor are they on? Since they walked through the "front doors" and the secretary sent them "down the hall", I'm assuming they are on the main floor, but I could be wrong. Just curious because the first thing I thought when I read he threw himself out the window was that he jumped to his death, but then I went back and re-read.....so now I'm not sure.

hey bobby got some phone numbers too... i bet that red head would have fainted if jack was there.
that was strange... why did that guy jump out the window... now they are missing a lead. that doesn't seem good.
UPDATE SOON!

hmmmmmmmm

hope this guy is running rather than falling

cath

Aaaaargh! Cindy! You stole my words! That's not fair!

However... great post, Tracy! Great action!

Ornella

Tracy, I'm glad your ankle is feeling better!! Dr. Joy says lots of time in front of your computer should make it as good as new!!!

I could just see the interview with Mary Green!! And, she definitely liked Bobby, didn't she?? Myles was sooo being Myles!!!

Now, why did Robert Green feel the need to get some fresh air by jumping out his window?? Was there something about "F.B.I." he didn't like???

Joy

Hi, I'm back.
Just started reading your story, it goes very fast... I must say!

My sentiments exactly! We would never want Bobby to stop smiling....er, well, maybe if we REALLY needed to think straight...but other than that....






hrmmm. the plot thickens.

Looking forward to more!

ella

HM.. I'm just as curious as the others as to whether or not he jumped out the window on the ground floor.... that would be really stupid, but a good way to escape.

Whoa!

Em

So I know this was a dramatic scene and you wrote it very well, but then I read and burst out laughing because it was so Myles. I could see him saying that on the show!

kav

Dimitrius, Bobby, and Myles stood in a circle outside of the Washington Post. Several other F.B.I. Agents had arrived, including Tara.

"Well," Tara began, walking to where the men were. "Mr. Green didn't get very far. Lucky for him it was only the first floor." She said with a smile.

Bobby shook his head. "Drongo." He muttered.

"Someone found him in an alley way not 30 feet from here. They're bringing him in now."

--

"Why'd ya run, Rob?" Bobby asked, as he closed the interrogation room door behind him. Myles stood in the small room with him and watched as Robert Green gently touched a bloody spot on his forhead.

Bobby took his seat opposite Rob and Myles sat in the window sill. Neither spoke. Rob glanced to the two men then back down.

Myles took a deep breath, then said, "You know, In my time, I've seen some strange reactions to finding out that we're the F.B.I., but you my friend, oh, I think you topped it." He leaned forward slightly as if telling a secret. "And just so you know, you're office isn't looking too good right now."

Rob quietly said, "I was just.. surprised."

"And why's that, Mate? You weren't expecting to have some Agents come to your office?"

He shook his head. "No."

Myles nodded, standing from his seated position. "I see." He said, beginning to pace behind him. "So, you were frightened to see some badge carrying members of the F.B.I. and so you threw yourself out a closed window, and by the way, you're boss would like you to pay for that." Myles stopped behind the man and placed a hand on his shoulder, hard.

The man groaned in pain. "Oh I'm sorry," Myles responded, sounding more sarcastic than apologetic. "Did that hurt?"

"See, the longer you take to answer our questions, the longer you'll go without any medication for those cuts." Bobby quickly said, motioning with his head to the many cuts on Robert's face.

Rob nodded slowly. "What do you want to know?"

"Why did you send us you're mother's letters?"

"I..I.." He stopped, looking shocked. "How did you know I sent you those?"

"I'd say that was a 'Yes, that was me.' answer if I'd ever heard one." Myles said with a small smile. "Next question."

"Why." Bobby stated.

Robert moved uncomfortabbly. "I.. I don't know."

"Ah, c'mon, Mate. You expect me to believe that?"

"Maybe he's just not thinking we're too serious." Myles said, shrugging. He then slapped the man on the shoulder in a friendly gesture causing the man to whimper. "On a scale of one to ten, how serious do you think we are now?"

this is getting better by the minute!
UPDATE SOON!

Very intriguing Tracey!!! Gotta love Myles tho...his sarcasim (sp?) is one of a kind. Hopefully now we are getting somewhere with this case.

I'm with Myles and Bobby, why did he send the letters to the F.B.I.???

Joy

Ok. He sure isn't a genius. Jumping down form the first floor... But poor guy! Bobby and Myles together... No Sue to save him?

Ornella

I can't believe how stupid this guy is, but he had to have had a reason for sending the FBI his mother's letters. Either that, or he might make the FBI's stupidest detainee list.

I'm waiting for an answer with the others...

Em

i can see myles doing that to a suspect

cath

Ok, so...
1. Sending the FBI letters for no apparent reason
2. Jumping out of a window upon seeing Bobby and Myles
3. Not cooperating with the FBI
4. Getting on Myles and Bobby's nerves

I think we're about an eight.

And if he sent them, then didn't he want their help? so why did he run?

kav

That was great Tracy! Can't wait to find out more about this case!

Again, thank you all so much!


>>>*<<<

Jack and Sue entered the bullpen and with a quick reason for their absense, the two seperated. Jack to his desk and Sue to a consoling Lucy.

After a few minutes, the two decided to go out for lunch and talk about things.

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Bobby and Myles walked into the bullpen.

"How'd it go?" Jack asked, looking up from his paper work.

Bobby shrugged, his entire body leaning to the side slightly as he did so. "Well, if you consider some drongo sent us about 100 letters to the F.B.I. for no apparant reason and he won't tell us why.. what were you expecting?"

Jack smiled. "He didn't say anything?"

"Nah."

Myles plopped into his seat and fingered a pencil as he said, "At least we do know one thing. The guy has a very low pain tolerance." His eye brows lifted in the normal Myles fashion.

Jack gave a small smile, turning his attention back to the papers at hand.

"What are you reading, Mate?" Bobby asked, perching on the side of Jack's desk.

"Oh, I was just looking at one of the letters."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I was looking through them and in the last one, it said that he might not write back because he was going into a very dangerous part of Germany."

Bobby nodded, his eyes narrowing. "Yeah, and..?"

Jack rubbed a hand against his temple, leaning his arm against his desk as he said, "I'm just wondering if he did indeed not write back."

Bobby, again, agreed, standing from the desk. "Well, I guess we'll find out if our guy gets out on bail."

"What are they going to hold him on?" Jack asked, leaning back in his chair.

Bobby shrugged. "Not sure. How about the amount of time that was wasted reading those letters?" He said with a wink.

Jack chuckled. "I think Lucy would disagree with that."



"Well," Bobby said, slapping the phone onto the base. "It's official. Green's out of jail."

"Who knew someone could be held for pestering the F.B.I." Dimtirius said as he passed Bobby's desk on his way to the coffee machine.

Bobby smiled, standing from his desk. "I guess all we have to do is wait and see if we get anymore letters."

Lucy stood from the edge of Sue's desk where she had been sitting and said, "I hope there are. I really liked them."

Bobby looked away, mumbling, "You would." in a teasing manner.

"I heard that!"



"Package for Miss Sue Thomas."

All eyes turned to the postman entering the bullpen. Sue took it with a smile and a quick thank you. She eagirly opened it, quickly to be surrounded by her colleagues.

"There's only one letter." She said, gently pulling out the brown and wrinkled envelope. "And it's not from John."

"Who is it from?" Tara asked, catching a glimpse of the envelope from over Sue's shoulder.

"A Mr. Brenson." Sue opened it curiously and quietly read it. "Dear Mrs. Green," She began. "We are saddened to inform you on the loss of General John Green. He was killed in the line of duty on May 17."

Lucy quietly sighed sadly.

"That's all it says."

"So.. what happens next?" Bobby asked, only to be answered by shrugs.

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More to come!

very intriguing

cath

MOOOORE! I need mooooore, Tracy!

Ornella

Me too!!!!

Em

There still has to be a reason why those letters were sent. I mean, you don't just wake up one day and decide: "I'm going to send my grandmother's letters to the FBI!" There's something else going on here, but why he doesn't want to talk about it, I can't imagine.

This is great, please post more....

Cisty

Yeah, Tracy, I'm going to Bobby here and ask, What happens next??????



Very intriguing story!

All we can do is wait...

This is getting better and better!!!

Joy

"So now we know that Robert Green is sending us packages but for no apparant reason." Bobby said, his head resting on his hands. He rubbed a hand over his eyes then said, "I just don't get it."

"Maybe we're thinking too much into it." Jack suggested, glancing to Bobby.

Sue stood from her desk and slowly walked to Jack. "Or, maybe we should talk to his mother again."

Bobby turned, his brow furrowed. "You talked to my mum?"

Sue smiled. "No. I mean Rob's Mom."

Myles snarked at his desk as he shook his head. "Good luck with her. Just don't ask about what happened today. She'll tell you everything and when I say everything, I mean everything."

Bobby chuckled. "Oh, c'mon, Mate. She wasn't that bad."

"We now know that her granddaughter is playing the lead role in a Cinderella play. But, hey, she really deserved it. I mean, she worked very hard and.."

"Okay, we got it." Jack said, standing and putting his hands in the air. "How about Sue and I go?

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"Yes?" Mrs. Green asked, opening her front door slightly.

Jack and Sue stood on her front porch, Levi sitting by Sue's legs.

"Mrs. Green?" She nodded. "We're with the F.B.I."

Again, she opened the door widely. "Two visits from the F.B.I. In less than a week?" She asked curiously, looking to Levi and then to Jack, her eyebrows batting.

Jack smiled, giving a laugh that came out as a breath, he turned to Sue. "I'm Jack Hudson and this is Sue Thomas."

"And this is Levi." Sue commented, pointing to her hearing dog.

Mrs. Green nodded, stepping back from the door. "Would you like to come in?"

Jack and Sue nodded and stepped in.

"Mrs. Green.." Jack began.

"Oh, please call me Mary." She said, motioning to the couch.

Jack smiled, taking a seat on the couch. Sue sat beside him. "Alright, Mary, we were wondering if you had any idea why your son might send the F.B.I. your letters."

Mary shook her head. "I already told the other Agents why he had them but I have no idea why he would send them to the F.B.I."

"Was he John's son?" Sue suddenly asked, surprising Jack.

Mary nodded. "Yes. John and I married just before he left for war. I became pregenant but I had no way to tell John."

"Did you re-marry after you found out about your husband's death?" Sue asked quietly.

Again, Mary nodded. "Yes, I did. His name was.."

"Gregory." Jack suggested, catching what Sue was saying.

Mary curiously looked to Jack. "How did you know? Have you been looking me up on the computer?"

Jack chuckled. "Uh, no, Ma'am. We.."

"Mary. Call me Mary."

"Mary, in one of the letters we were sent, we found one that had been sent to Gregory from your husband."

Mary looked up to the wall behind Jack and Sue. Her head bobbed slowly as she said, "Oh, yes. Greg gave me that letter."

"Did you marry him because John asked you to?"

"I don't know. Greg was a good man and I decided to marry him because of John's urging's, yes, but I really did like him. I, of course, never loved him the way I did John but you get the idea."

Sue nodded. "Yes, I think I do."

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"I don't know what Myles was talking about. She seemed very nice." Sue said, opening the car door and allowing Levi in.

Jack smiled as he opened the front door and slid in.

"So. Do you think that Rob was angry at Greg for taking his father's place?" Sue asked, taking her own seat in the car.

Jack shrugged as he started the car. "I don't really know. Think we should look into that a bit more?"

Sue smiled. "Couldn't hurt."

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More to come!

Yeah, there's no underlying meaning there, is there, Tracy?

Sorry... couldn't help myself.

I kind of like Sue's theory about Rob being angry at Gregory for taking his father's place. Yet, why just send letters about what happened when revenge would be so much sweeter? Or would be anyway?

I'm still all confuzzled!

Ok - I'm just going to have to stick with Linny's comment on this one... I was thinking the same things... So

Em

Well, I'm still muddled as to what Robert is attempting to do!! I'm not sure what he is trying to accomplish by sending the letters to the F.B.I.!! But I'm certainly having a lot of fun trying to figure it out!!!

Joy

cath

Ahh, flirting with jack... i want to flirt too.
UPDATE SOON.